After a while, there was a sound of rustling footsteps in the darkness behind him, and Dumb walked over with a pile of silk silks. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Give!"

As he spoke, Dumb handed a bunch of silk scarves to Qin Zhong, and he was stunned in surprise at this scene!

Qin Zhong took the silk silk, then chose a piece to spread on the ground, and folded and wrapped all the silk and satin.

Yang Da on the other side was a little confused, but he was also glad that he didn't make a reckless move just now, otherwise, he would definitely regret it!

For the rest of the day, Dumb was still looking at the bonfire in front of him, the red flames dispelling the boundless darkness and transmitting the warmth to everyone around the bonfire.

Qin Zhong stretched his waist, a little drowsy, it was almost the third watch, so far no Yellow Turban soldiers had come to inspect, presumably they had such a consciousness at all.

Yang Da had just rested for a moment and regained a little energy, he crept to Qin Zhong's side, looking around vigilantly.

The third watch, accompanied by a dull drum beat, Qin Zhong shook his head slightly, and the figures of the Yellow Turban soldiers flashed in his field of vision.

Yang Da also gently pushed Qin Zhong and whispered, "My lord, there seems to be a situation." ”

At this time, the Yellow Turban soldiers next to the bonfires around them all rushed to the left slope with their halberds in their hands, and some slogans could be faintly heard.

No one came to call Dumb, along with Qin Zhong and Yang Da, they were naturally ignored, this time the battle of attacking Changshe was not trivial, Bo Cai and his subordinates Qu Shuai were naturally very cautious.

Dumb was deaf to the changes outside, he still stared intently at the bonfire in front of him, and Qin Zhong carefully placed the silk and music in the corner away from the pile of bamboo slips.

Then, Qin Zhong and Yang Da also followed the sound to the col where the Yellow Turban soldiers gathered, where the crowds were crowded and the flames were soaring!

On the slope, there were two bonfires, and Bo Cai stood on top with Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao, Pei Yuanji and other Qu Shuai, and behind him stood four Yellow Turban soldiers with torches.

Below was a group of black-pressed yellow turban soldiers, stretching out to the sides like yellow satin, with no end in sight.

There were a lot of Yellow Turban believers like Qin Zhong gathered around the army, after all, the vanguard troops were fine but not many, and they stretched their necks like big white geese, looking forward to it!

Qin Zhong's gaze fell on the group of yellow turban soldiers in leather armor, everyone was in good spirits, and the eagle-like sharp gaze was staring at Bo Cai, who was making an impassioned speech.

Bocai raised his arms and shouted, and a loud voice like gongs and drums came: "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious." ”

Suddenly, the soldiers in the yellow turbans gathered around raised their halberds, shovels, rakes, hoes and other tools in their hands, and shouted while waving them.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

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After a while, Bo Cai waved his hand, signaled them to be quiet, and after brewing his emotions for a while, he said emotionally in a full and affectionate tone:

"It's time to raise the banner, the world is the world of the people of the world, and now droughts, locusts and other natural disasters are coming one after another, castrating the people, and the people are not living, which indicates that the fate of the Han Dynasty has ended."

Bo Cai paused and said in a deep voice: "Holding high the yellow flag, we must conform to the will of heaven, do the right thing for heaven, and save all the people from dire straits!" ”

Bocai's words were impassioned, and the group of Yellow Turban soldiers below were like chicken blood, giggling and fighting spirit, and responded enthusiastically: "Yellow Sky God, Yellow Turban will win!" ”

Behind the slope where Bocai was located was an inconspicuous tent, which was pitch black, and he could not see his fingers, and if he walked in hastily, only his ears could hear the sound of water droplets, and in addition to this, there was a pair of eyes that glowed green.

The owner of the eyes has night vision like a tanuki, but the strange and complex notes coming from the other person's mouth tell us that he is not a beast that hunts in the dark.

At this moment a man in a white robe walked in, and suddenly a green light lit up the surroundings, and the furnishings of the tent could not be simpler, except for a bed.

The author of the unfamiliar note sat on the bed, a handsome young man with his eyes closed and the fingers of his hands dancing rhythmically.

As the green light faded out, the tent fell back into the darkness.

"How's it going, oracle?" The white-robed man asked anxiously.

"One night watching the stars, I found that the greedy wolf was displaced, the army was broken, and the crape myrtle star was dim! The glowing star glows red. Pinch your fingers and count, the land of China will definitely cry wolves and howls, blood will flow like a river, and the Lord will be lucky! ”

After that, the young man on the bed stood up, arched and said: "I hereby congratulate you on your generosity, benevolence, righteousness and wisdom, Ze will be born by the common people, and it will be born for generations!" ”

"Hehe, hard work!" The white-robed man nodded slightly and said with a smile.

"Where to say, Bo Cai is a dragon among men, and it is an honor to be able to serve it."

The figure in the darkness paused, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Actually, I should thank Bo Cai for his generosity, the fish live in the water and grass, and the birds choose good trees to perch!" ”

The white-robed man smiled and got out of the tent, I don't know why he always felt some inexplicable depression in the empty tent, and after walking out of the tent, that depression disappeared inexplicably.

The white-robed man took off his veil, and the cold wind blew, but he had an indescribable feeling of comfort and pleasure, and then he ran over the hill in three steps and two steps.

"Bu has seen the generosity!"

Bo Cai turned around, greeted him with a smile, held Bu Ji up, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, what does the divine envoy say?" ”

At this time, the group of Yellow Turban soldiers below all held their breath and stared at Bu Ji silently, for them, the divine envoy of Taiping Dao represented the Yellow Sky God, and they were convinced from the depths of their hearts.

"In this battle, our Yellow Turban soldiers will win!" A smile rose at the corner of Bu Ji's mouth and said loudly.

"Pei Yuanji!"

The corners of Bocai's mouth grinned slightly, a solemn look appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "I ordered you to be the captain of the gate and lead the vanguard troops to attack Changshe City." ”

"The last will be ordered!" Pei Yuanji clasped his hands into fists and said in a deep voice.

Bo Cai poured a glass of glutinous rice wine and handed it to Pei Yuanji, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "I wish Pei Qu Shuai a victory, and when you return triumphantly, you will be the chief Qu Shuai." ”

Pei Yuanji's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he drank all the glutinous rice wine in the cup at the moment, and he said loudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely live up to your cultivation and ardent hopes!" ”